Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Sard (20 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He wears his copper crest down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Mehen was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'11" when asserting himself. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nordak reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortbows and quarterstaffs. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Dayereth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sage they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Shoemaker, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Shoemaker responsibilities is difficult; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.